The Stream

One time I was told
That maybe when I'm old
I'd see the meaning
But lately I depend
Mostly on something else
To keep me breathing

Long story short
Bloopers of my own
Are being depicted
Someone else instead
Is talking as myself
Again

Hey
I'll wait outside your door
Hearing your footsteps alone
But man
I'm nothing but a fool
Thinking the stream will change

Lights kept me blind
Failed to see the sign
That warned the dead end
STOP!
Hold your head down tight
Brace for the impact

Hey
I'll wait outside your door
Hearing your footsteps alone
But man
I'm nothing but a fool
Thinking the stream will change

It's about time
That the curtains fall down
At the end of the show
I'll hear the ovation
As I take off my makeup
In the corridor

Hey
I'll wait outside your door
Hearing your footsteps alone
But man
I'm nothing but a fool
Thinking the stream will change



Credits
Writer(s): Eduardo Xavier Pla Porras
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